Flame

Flame

A Poem by John Preston
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Just a spent candle of the human race. How it's use today and excepted as being, lets say by the divine ?

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Good-bye little light
we have enjoyed your brightness
but now you must go not glow

A little wick now just spent
so tall a taper how you shimmered
flickering with the eve breeze

So symbolic millennia past
Light a candle on flowing water
showing lovers true devotion


Send it up high a lantern a wish
Even a church to whom they pray
How feeble pathetic human race

To use a simple flicker of light
are we so much different from
our ancestors so very long ago

Is not the flame a symbol of purity
A birthday cake we know all too well
Upon an alter they pray to whom

I wonder who’s the all powerful
the human or the flame

© 2014 John Preston


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John Preston
John Preston

Ashbourne, Derbyshire Dales, United Kingdom



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I'm past my time not long to go, but ha I'll just keep going, day by day one step at a time. I can not write but I try poetry, rime a little story. Please comment as you feel. It's good to know. Dy.. more..

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